August is the slow, gentle month that stretches out the longest across the span of a year.
It yawns and lingers on with the light in its palms.
This morning, the sun endures past dawn.
it is August: the summer's last stand.
As we stood there older than men
And younger than the boys (that's right)
We were as still as the wind
That blows on a hot August night
The wild boys are callingOn their way back from the fireIn August moon's surrender toA dust cloud on the rise
August
The Emperor Octavian, called the August,
I being his favorite, bestowed his name
Upon me, and I hold it still in trust,
In memory of him and of his fame.
I am the Virgin, and my vestal flame
Burns less intensely than the Lion's rage;
Sheaves are my only garlands, and I claim
The golden Harvests as my heritage.
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning,
The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring,
and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn,
but the first week of August is motionless, and hot.
It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.
Twilight is the border between day and night,
the shore is the border between sea and land.
The border is longing:
when both have fallen in love but still haven’t said anything.
The border is to be on the way.
It is the way that is the most important thing.
August is the border between summer and autumn;
it is the most beautiful month
August rain:
the best of the summer gone,
and the new fall not yet born.
The odd uneven time.
Those late August mornings smelt of autumn
from day-break till the hour when the sun-baked earth allowed the cool sea breezes to drive back the then less heavy aroma
of threshed wheat, open furrows, and reeking manure.
In August, the large masses of berries, which, when in flower, had attracted many wild bees, gradually assumed their bright velvety crimson hue, and by their weight again bent down and broke their tender limbs.
